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About Fukuoka

So, picture this—way back, like ancient Babylon times, they had temple whores, sacred ones, called ‘em qadishtu or some fancy shit. Ain’t that wild? Folks bangin’ for the gods, gettin’ holy while gettin’ it on. Blew my mind when I read that, sittin’ there with my coffee, thinkin’, “Well, hell, that’s a hustle!” Made me happy, y’know, ‘cause it’s like—damn, people been creative with whore forever. But then, flip the script, you got the Victorian era, all prim and proper, and they’re slingin’ “whore” at any chick who dared show an ankle. Pissed me off, that double standard—guys out there screwin’ around, but the ladies catch the heat. Typical bullshit.

Chikuma Konishi

Growing up in a beggared family in the worst slum in Japan, every day of Chikuma's life was a paradoxical mixture of fortune and misfortune. The sheer squalor in which Chikuma's family .

I finally get to the hall, and it’s packed. I mean, packed! I’m sweating bullets. I start talking about my research, and halfway through, I realize I’m losing them. I see a guy in the back totally zonked out. I mean, come on! I’m pouring my heart out here!

Collapse of central Japan river levee caused by overflowing water, pressure: gov't